But Janelle's brothers would not let the mood stay sad; Janelle would hate that, they said, so they talked about how she used to take off her clothes ...n the kitchen so she could go 'swim in the bathtub.' Others remembered her sense of humor and the way she pulled pranks and told jokes. Soon, the meal became a celebration of Janelle. It was never a loud party, but everyone was happily reminded of Janelle and how she wanted to live her life.After the meal, most of the team paired up and the. My arms were tightly bound with plastic handcuffs and my ankles hobbled to prevent me from running but allowing me to walk and not be carried. They turned a hose on me because I must have offended their delicate nostrils with my urine pit scent. The force of the water was enough to knock me down on my knees more than once and I heard them laughing at my slap-stick attempts to stay on my feet.We were herded into single file and boarded a small fast-boat like cattle heading to the butcher. The. Then a strangely exhilarating pain coursed through my whole body and made me shiver as I felt my hole close up around his wrist. His entire hand was inside my ass and I was surprised at how relatively gentle he was once he was inside me. He slid very delicately and shifted between a conical formation of fingers into a wider fist, pressing against the walls of my rectum. I felt my ass flush with warmth and there was an immense pressure on my prostate. My cock was leaking and I felt like I was. He could turn on a dime and plunge into the ice cold river with never the least bit of hesitation making him a great bird dog and in great shape to chase all the bitches he could mount in the city park.I remembered my Uncle thinking it was funny that his dog was raping any bitch he could catch and that he would sometimes laugh at their female owners moaning about how their little pet was being molested by a strange dog. I knew it didn’t seem like proper behavior even though animals didn’t have.